What a difference a few short years make.
Back-to-school preparations can be stressful for parents and kids alike.
We have an all-out alert this week or, better said, an SOS warning.
What you hear never seems to be as important as what may escape your ears.
The Massachusetts Supreme Judicial Court last week handed down an obscure yet important decision that should be seen as a victory for the rights of freedom of speech.
For generations, Winnekenni Park has been known as the gem of Haverhill.
Take it from Harold Paragamian. You’re never too old to get an education.
It's all about balance.
Guess who’s coming to dinner?
Can you think of a more enjoyable way to help people?
The recent arrest of City Councilor Robert Scatamacchia stunned the community. He is accused of pilfering more than $200,000 in payments from funeral home customers and putting that money into his personal account.
There’s no arguing with this logic.
A whimp, am I? Well, guess again!
It’s the Boy Scouts to the rescue — again.
What does it take to be a reputable pastry chef in the competitive field of culinary arts?
When you were 8 years old, what did you want for your birthday?
I’d like to file a complaint.
It wasn’t bad enough that President Obama again declined to properly acknowledge the Armenian Genocide in this centennial year.
If you like fresh produce, it’s the place to go.
The final day of school for me was no respite. It meant sweat labor in my dad’s coffee shop.
I’d like to invite you all to an art sale at my home — date and time to be announced.
You go to the downtown restaurant district every other weekend or so for a bite to eat and a couple of drinks.
Many years ago, Joseph Leary was having serious thoughts about giving up his job as band director at Haverhill High School.
I have always been a big proponent of economic development and urban renewal. And why not?
Of all the coins that cross my path, nothing is more practical than a dime. It always seems to go the furthest — especially when it falls from my pocket and rolls under the bed.
"Adopt a Park.''
The pride enjoyed by these business people is obvious.
When it comes to candlepin bowling around these parts, one name sticks out among the best.
Come with me while I take you to a special place in my home. Down a flight of stairs to my basement, past a ping pong table and washing machine to another room just below.
They're calling it Haverhill's version of "The Amazing Race.''
A neighbor of Kayla McCarthy called the Gazette a short time ago to boast of Kayla’s accomplishments.
Editor's note: Columnist Tom Vartabedian attended a large gathering in April in New York City to commemorate the Armenian Genocide. While there, he observed 102-year-old Vartouhi Avedisian, the only genocide survivor at the event. Her presence inspired him to write this column from her point of view.
Haverhill would not be the community it is without its people.
I don’t place much faith in fortunes, even after I read them as a lark.
To say E. Phillip Brown has done it again sounds repetitive — but it's true.
As a young teenager, Peter Sokolowski had a way with words — big words, tough words. He’d often send listeners to the dictionary to solve their meaning.
Northern Essex Community College has proven its worth — yet again.
As an obituary writer in my previous newspaper life, I took great satisfaction at perusing the day’s death notices and picking out one for a memorial tribute.
Maybe you know someone who went there as a kid.
When Julie Sullivan went to Jamaica to serve with the Peace Corps, she didn't know what to expect.
"See you later alligator
It's a classic way to keep kids off the streets.
Of all the vocations, mine included, is there any more vital to the welfare of our country than teaching? Okay, so I’m married to a teacher, but we’re both retired and still dwell upon our careers.
Growing up, much of my time was spent in dad’s coffee shop tending to business. If I wasn’t there, you’d find me hanging out at the corner drug store by the soda fountain whistling at the girls as they walked by.
The Rev. Dennis Nason was a hard act to follow.
Who would argue with this teacher's effort?
Hack! Hack! Sniffle! Sniffle! B-rrr …
To the editor: